It
seems a distant memory now, but we went to Duxford for the first time in the
October half term. We were going to go
before but the American museum was shut and being refurbished so we waited
until it re-opened.
It
was certainly worth the wait - this was the first part we visited when we got
there one Sunday morning at 10am, using the theme park rule of visiting the
areas furthest away and then working your way back towards the car park - it
works for us, anyway.
From
the outside I thought it resembled a larger version of the Teletubby house, as
the entrance area nestles into the surrounding bank. But it's certainly an amazing sight when you
walk through the doors and come almost nose-to-nose with a B-52.
That's
when we saw Al Murray. Yes, standing to
one side chatting to a member of staff was the Pub Landlord. I spotted him first, and said to husband and
daughter, quietly, 'That's that bloke off the telly! Pub Landlord!', which caused husband to spin
round and look straight at him, make eye contact, and then act embarrassed as
British people tend to do in that sort of situation.
We
didn't interrupt him, just smiled and walked on by, with daughter asking me
when we were out of earshot 'Who is he, is he famous?' She's a Harry Hill fan, and I said he was in
Harry Hill's programmes and I thought in the Harry Hill Movie.
A
bit later on my daughter and I were in the Ladies' loos, and talking from
cubicle to cubicle as women tend to do if no-one else is there.
She
said to me 'Ah, I think I remember him, was he the man in the dress in the
nuclear power plant?'
We
emerged from our cubicles to find a woman washing her hands, staring at us in
the mirror like we were very odd.
We've
since discovered that Al Murray wasn't in the Harry Hill Movie, and that actor
was Jim Broadbent, so she will probably never work out what we were talking
about!
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